Monday, September 10, 2007
ALONE TOGETHER
John went off to Long Beach—visiting—and San Diego to see the Dead Sea scrolls. A lecture. Something.
Two nights, three days.
Franklin and I get to stay home and have some quality time together.
Or at least time.
We each get thrown off kilter a bit.
We are a threesome here and when one is away the others are affected.
Our regular Sunday walk was just the two of us.
The cues were off.
Regularly, Franklin knows the two or three possible routes (longer than usual) and we just set off for the march.
Yesterday he faltered. Was this Sunday? Where was the other one?
We found our way but it was not quite as smooth.
Franklin gets that John is away for more than a day. The suitcase tipped that one off.
He sees it and then refuses to acknowledge its presence.
We are doing OK.
Soon, we will all be back together.
Another walk this morning instead of my usual bike ride.
A day of normal things.
And the other third will walk in to great jumps and leaps of pleasure.
And that is only me.
Franklin will be beyond ecstatic.
We had a good time but better times are ahead when John is back home.
